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Lizett Baskerville walked into the Grandhote in all her gothic splendor. She had long, flowing pink hair, and a black witch hat atop it. She wore a black dress with a purple bow around her neck. She had silver cross earrings adorn her ears, and comfortable leather boots clicked as she traversed the tile floor. Her maid Vektoria pulled Liz’s luggage behind her in a large bag. The British witch was glad she turned that boy Vektor into a perfect servant for herself. She loved to take along her formally arrogant victims out into the world to display. While she knew that the maid and frog could not vocalize it, they squirmed mentally as oth

"Linda please, don't be like this, I would never do anything to hurt or upset you" Ray tried to appeal with reason. "Why should I, you couldn't stop leaving me before when you were younger and getting younger" Linda argued. Ray then hugged Linda, "I didn't mean to, I promise I never will". Reluctantly, Linda zapped his leash off "If you ever betray me I will make you deeply regret it, and if you let go the leash is going back on". Afterwards Ray left for work with an unsettled face, "Hey Ray, what's the deal why you look down" Lloyd said. Lloyd Jones, attended Ray's boarding school, however they did not become friends until afterwards. H

"Where am I?" David asked himself. He looked around but all he could see was the darkness of his new home. He took a step forward and instantly a lamp came to life revealing what the dark kept hidden; several floor pillows of various shades of color, a bed like sofa draped in a light colored fabric and sitting next to it a small dresser where a mirror and a lit lamp sat steadily lighting the space around him. A warm breeze blew across his bare arms with a gentle floral fragrance following in its wake reminding him of the perfume he would occasionally smell on Martha. "Martha…" He whispered and suddenly the memory of what had happened